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Laws Of The Flesh By: King45prime





Tuesday de'usse
The story of the mother of twin girls,
Iya ibeji.
Who was raised on the theory of "you're beautiful,
Nothing else matters."
Husband they warned to stay away from yellow women but he stayed cause her plays were tongue crimes

 People tell night time tales at day times
Full housewives, gossiping is a busybody crime.
Give unto Ceaser it belong to ceaser
but it was Tuesday,
He was one handed Tiw
And what they have they gave unto Zisa:
Connaître, Sauter.

She collected from whoever was giving
She learnt barter trade;
Doesn't matter what they are giving
She exchanged what she thought was a fair bargain for each person,
The legend of hold something

But it's all in the mind
The laws of the flesh,
The body move to the mind.
When you talk about sexcapades
The listeners mind will dream
Then they point fingers to the women
knowing it takes two to tango
If you are a diligent man you could have said no
Instead you comot the wrapper and you cum dey feel like hero
Everybody knows
But nobody really knows

©King45prime

Art work by: Rita Razbita

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